“You’re practically begging for it, aren’t you?” he murmured. “No.” His chuckle rasped over her senses. “I like begging, Reagan.” “I’m not going to beg.” He was silent for a moment, his fingers still playing, and she wondered if she’d… — Kelly Jamieson Copy Share Image
“Guys don’t always tell you that. They’d rather show you how they feel than tell you.” “But he wasn’t even showing me.” “Maybe in… — Kelly Jamieson Copy Share Image
“I don't know what will happen with us," he said softly. "I can't predict the future. If things don't work out between us, yeah,… — Kelly Jamieson Copy Share Image
“You’re practically begging for it, aren’t you?” he murmured. “No.” His chuckle rasped over her senses. “I like begging, Reagan.” “I’m not going to… — Kelly Jamieson Copy Share Image
